C148 (1/2)
Hearing Yang Tian's shout, Blackie immediately turned his head to look, only to see that not far away, there were more than ten heads on the ground twisting and turning. From the looks of it, these dozen people had already been buried in the ground for a very long time, their lives had already reached the brink of death.
Not only that, Yang Tian also saw two trees with corpses hanging on them. The corpses had already rotted under the scorching sun, and buzzing flies were flying around. The corpses were no longer recognizable, as if they were just two piles of rotten meat hanging there! On the ground, there were bloodstains that had already turned black.
After Old Black and the Sky Snake saw this, their expressions became cold. They did not seem to find it strange at all. Yang Tian felt that the two of them must have already gotten used to this kind of situation.
”Oh, this is the result of offending a so-called god!” Old Black calmly explained.
In the end, Yang Tian found out that these people were all nearby villagers, and the so-called 'god' was the monkey in the jungle. In their eyes, monkeys were the gods that protected them, and no one was allowed to offend the god in their hearts.
Although Yang Tian felt a little disgusted by this scene, everything here gave him an endless yearning. This was the domain of the strong, a place that could promote growth. Now, he knew why Xu Hu sent Yang Tian here as soon as possible.
This area was extremely large. Yang Tian finally saw what the living environment of the four halls of the headquarters looked like. Only people who survived in such an environment would have no fear of death.
From time to time, people holding guns appeared on the mountain slopes in the shape of craters. They had all kinds of skin colors, were tall and short, were fat and thin, and the only unusual woman here was a black chick. Yang Tian wasn't interested in women like that at all.
Along the way, Yang Tian saw the villagers, each of whom was bare-chested. They revealed their skinny and weak bodies, like refugees in a famine, holding the most primitive weapons and chasing down the ferocious beasts that were running in the jungle.
Yang Tian's car gradually drove lower into a camp and the speed slowed down as well. Laohei stopped in the middle of an empty field and turned his head to look at Yang Tian. He said with an extremely calm tone of voice, ”Sect Leader, we have arrived …” This is the training camp of the four halls of the headquarters!
As he got off the car, Yang Tian couldn't help but carefully observe this seemingly inconspicuous place. One strong and robust man after another ran around in the training camp, beating him up while he occasionally even heard gunshots.
Looking at those men, their faces were all numb, and their eyes were also numb. They lined up one by one, waiting for the next training session, just like a group of ferocious beasts, using their gloomy gazes to scan Yang Tian's direction.
Suddenly, Yang Tian heard a miserable scream. He immediately saw a man in camouflage clothes charge into the crowd, quickly grabbing a man, lifting him up and easily throwing him into the air. Seeing all this, Yang Tian was stunned. ”Over a hundred catties. That man must have weighed at least two hundred catties. He could lift a man with one hand and effortlessly throw him several meters above the ground. This is unbelievable.
Then, the man in camouflage clothes cursed and lashed out with his whip, ”Get up, you can't even do it, you better die quickly …” ”I don't want to die at the hands of our enemies and embarrass our Dragon Hall …”
”Dragon Hall?” Yang Tian couldn't help but furrow his brows as he muttered to himself, ”Could he be the hall master of the Dragon Hall, Wei Long …”
”En!” The moment Yang Tian's voice fell, Tian She jumped down from the car, stood behind Yang Tian and said in a low voice, ”Sect Leader is right, he is the hall master of the Dragon Palace, Wei Long. His training method is special, anyone who can survive in this kind of death training method are all top tier killer …”
Yang Tian nodded. Although he admired Wei Long's method of training, when he looked at these people who were almost on the verge of death, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Perhaps this was the cruel reality, if he didn't do this, then he would verify the words of Wei Long's subordinates.
”Our hall master is there! ”Clan Master, let's head over …” Laohei pointed at a wooden house not far away and whispered into Yang Tian's ear. Then, he led Yang Tian there.
”Oh?” Looking around, he saw two familiar figures standing at the entrance of a building beside the training camp. These two people were the hall masters of Wolf Hall and Phoenix Hall, Hua Xingqiang and Mei Yajie.
It was clear that these people were all disciples of Wolf and Phoenix Hall, and these two Hall Masters were standing in the middle, staring at the training camp not far away. In particular, the two men standing behind Hua Xingqiang, who were as well-dressed as leopards, had a pair of eyes that occasionally revealed a hint of coldness.
What surprised Yang Tian was that in such a desolate place, the assassins from the Dragon Gate were trained in such a vile environment. He could feel the hardships and sweat that these people had paid for their training.